Parking in employee section near the dumpster, Kate turned off the engine, grabbed her gym bag, and got out of the car. Locking the door, she entered through the side door.
Hanging the necklace chain from the light fixture of the mirror, the t-shirt and blue jean wearing dull woman was replaced by a sexy leather mini skirt with slits going to her waist wearing temptress in the mirror.
Stepping through the curtain when Dragula by Rob Zombie, her theme song, played, it didn't fail to give her that needed rush. Some used up tempo. She preferred teasing the patrons. They believed their cash gave them power, but it's an illusion that a good dancer uses and she knew now to lie. The stage was her domain not ever Hector could invade this sanctum.
This was her true love, just swaying to the music. The tips were just an added bonus. Her body moved like it was possessed by some unseen force. There was no disappointment here not like her love life.
Cat crawling across the stage, she turned onto her back allowing the money to slid past her g-string. An odd sensation hit her. Standing up to do a little pole dancing, her eyes only saw enjoyment and lust in the patrons' eyes. The ending of her routine gladdened her the first time in three years.
Returning to the dressing room, she counted her earned income. Freezing when she discovered a strangely folded twenty bill again that strange sensation gnawed at her. About to get and return to the stage, she stopped.
"This is crazy," she thought, "Why should a folded bill and an odd sensation bother me?"
"Cause a hungrier has been woken," was the answer she got.
Ignoring it, she changed back to her t-shirt and blue jeans just wanting to home.
Taking her time driving allowed thoughts to run through her mind. Why she was thinking of Rath? Why did the importance of this ring keep growing? Why didn't she hurry to get home?
Seeing a black truck park in front of her trailer caused her to clench her teeth. Parking beside it, she placed her head against the steering wheel. Slowly breathing to clear her mind for the soon to come conflict.
Opening the car door, she got out slinging the gym bag strap over her right shoulder.
"These get this over with," she mumbled walking towards the front door.